This is what I want this summer (Source: takeabiteofmyheart2night)
…before I’m off to New York

Where I’d like to reside… (Source: whereisthecoool, via 8todefec8)

Indeed. (Source: melliflu0us, via agsanchez)

boy do I need this lol (Source: serialstranger)
Same

“All at once we were madly, clumsily, shamelessly, agonizingly in love with each other; hopelessly, I should add, because that frenzy of mutual possession might have been assuaged only by our actually imbibing and assimilating every particle of each other’s soul and flesh; but there we were, unable even to mate as slum children would have so easily found an opportunity to do so.”
― Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita
(via h-e-r-o-i-n)

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away, with the laughter (Source: mindsuicide, via punkest)

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It’s that type of night again. You know…Where you think yourself into a grand pit of loneliness. When the realization arises that everything you needed to say still yearns to be said in some form of way. Still to be said without delay. Still to be said and still until said. Just rambling in my sleepy state of mind…wonder if it makes any sense at all (via dee-loused)
Where you’re consumed by “what ifs” and self-criticisms. When over-analytic thinking clearly becomes irrational; so you ramble in thought and eventually come to rationalize your own irrationality. When you’re in an infinite loop of unresolved feelings. What to do, what to do…how to bring the words through…who to bring them to

- John Green, on saying “I love you forever”
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- Albert Camus
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